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430] [The interweaving of light and darkness]

Xizhou, outside the Luohua City.
The darkness surrounded everything, causing the surroundings to be in a state of being unable to see their fingers.
The three narrow eyes in the sky were so cold, looking down at everything below, like a god watching an ant.
Although both arms of the second priest had been cut off by the wooden sword, he should have seemed a little weak.
However, at this moment, he exuded a very terrifying aura on his body.
The person of this breath was about to crush everyone, and at the same time, it repelled the power of everyone on the Tianchen Continent.
The second priest's open eyes had completely turned into deep black, but the horizontal eyes on his forehead were still closed.
Gu Xiaoman blocked Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, raised his right finger gently and the wooden sword flew out.
The second priest wanted to invite the gods to the top, but Gu Xiaoman naturally could not let him do what he wanted. If he didn't do it at this time, when would he wait?
Wooden Sword [Slow Sound] still gives people the feeling that the movement is not fast, but the best output position can always be found.
There was a dim black air flow between the three narrow eyes in the sky and the three eyes of the second priest.
[Sudden Sound] Swipe somewhere in the black airflow and cut off half of the airflow!
"Maybe... can it really be interrupted?" Lu Xun looked at the side, looking at Qingleng Taoist nun's thin back, and felt that she felt so safe.
Immediately afterwards, [Songsheng Slow] turned around and stabbed the second priest floating in the air!
"Swish--" The sword touched a dark black ripple.
There were strong fluctuations in the air, and the fierce wind caused a large number of sand sculpture players to be blown away.
The aftermath waves surround. If the second senior sister had not been blocked by her, Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei would have been shocked!
Then, there were bursts of heart-wrenching screams.
Lu Xun immediately turned around and looked towards the player's direction, feeling a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, players don’t scream like this because players can adjust the pain, which is usually reduced to the lowest level and there is not much pain at all.
Of course, some players will adjust it higher, which is also the charm of "Tianchen" in the eyes of some people.
If it is adjusted to the lowest point, for example, if you are cut, the pain will be like a small fist hitting the chest, and it is still the same kind of coquettish pounding. It is not as strong as the old aunts when they massage.
This is also one of the reasons why the sand sculpture players have strong combat effectiveness. The brave team that is not afraid of pain will definitely be reckless.
As Lu Xun guessed, it was not the silly players who screamed, but the low-level alien races who had not been killed yet!
Lu Xun looked from here and in just a moment, he saw more than a dozen low-level alien races turning into black powder, and then wisps of black air flew towards the three narrow eyes in the sky.
All these black gases were absorbed by it, and then the power was transmitted to the body of the second priest.
To be precise, the second priests did not rely on these black gas to enhance themselves. The power of these black gas was not worthy at all. They just built bridges, or pipelines.
The airflow weakened by [Songsheng Slow] became thicker again, and the strange and powerful mysterious power continued to gather towards the second sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial.
Soon, hundreds of low-level alien races died instantly, and there was only time to let out a painful scream.
This alien race, which was "dismembered" into countless pieces, should have felt great pain at the last moment.
"Sure enough, the aliens are cruel to others and even more cruel to their own people." Lu Xun's mouth twitched slightly, thinking in his heart.
Whether it is [Blood Confission] or the current method, it makes people feel chilled.
Lu Xun looked up at the narrow eyes in the air, just as before, as if he was looking at each other.
"The more you look at it, the more evil you become." Lu Xun spoke lightly.
At the same time, for some reason, he looked at these three narrow eyes and felt endless disgust in his heart.
It can even be said to be hated!
But I can't figure out why, but I subconsciously developed such emotions.
"Second Senior Sister, let me and I go to deal with the alien race first." Lu Xun thought for a while and spoke.
Now, the lives of low-level aliens are the channel for maintaining the arrival of alien gods.
Then, if all the low-level alien races are killed, the problems will be easier to solve later.
"Okay... it's good." The second senior sister spoke, continuing to control [Songsheng Slow], and slashed towards the second sacrificial sacrificial.
Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei flew towards the place where the alien race was located, and a dazzling sword aura appeared in the air, followed by Lu Xun's sword energy in the sky!
The sand sculpture players are no longer silly, and they are now aware of the seriousness of the problem.
"Wow~ I accidentally encountered a big scene!"
"Kill me, what are you waiting for? Kill them all, and it will be easier to record the video later!"
"I bet that what happens next should be a big plot like a node. Kill it now, don't miss it!"
The remaining alien races were already less than a thousand, and they were killed not long after this.
There is no way, they are now attacked from both sides.
Players are killing them, Mao Nanbei and Lu Xun are killing them, and even the gods in the air are killing them!
It's really miserable when I see this.
Until now, the phantom in the air could no longer absorb the black air flow, and the entire process of arrival ended.
The horizontal eyes on the second priest's forehead opened in an instant!
This is an eye that is difficult to describe. Its pupils are composed of a chaotic black light. It is not so much a pupil as a black hole that swallows everything.
The second priest now is more like a puppet, completely controlled by the phantom in the air.
Lu Xun and Mao Nanbeifei returned to the second senior sister. He frowned and looked at the second priest, and said, "Second Sister, the entire process of arrival is temporarily incomplete."
He saw a percentage above the head of the second priest.
It's ridiculous to say that in such a nervous situation, a percentage above your head is quite a failure.
The value displayed on the top of the sacrificial head is 59%, which means that only 60% of the entire advent process has been completed.
Of course, it is also possible that the incomplete body of the Second Sacrifice has an upper limit of the power it can carry.
Gu Xiaoman nodded, and did not ask Lu Xun how he could see it.
The second senior sister is cold-hearted and does not have too much curiosity.
At the same time... if she can stop talking, she will not speak. She has absolute trust in Lu Xun, so don't waste her talk.
Gu Xiaoman's white and slender five fingers made a move into the air, and the wooden sword [Songshengshou] flew back to her hand.
She still looked like her heart was calm, and she was crossing her sword in front of her chest, and she was quietly watching what actions the second priest would do next.
The second priest, who was like a puppet, just raised his slightly drooping head.
The chaotic eyes on his forehead looked at Gu Xiaoman.
With just one glance, the three of them flew backwards.
If Gu Xiaoman hadn't had a light blue ripples appearing around him to protect Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, otherwise, I don't know whether Mao Nanbei would die. Lu Xun will die anyway!
The second senior sister's face turned slightly pale. It was obvious that she was not feeling well after just resisting this blow.
The darkness around seemed to form an absolute realm. In this dark realm, the two priests controlled by the phantom showed an invincible posture!
The light outside cannot shine in, and the wind outside cannot come in. Even if there are practitioners coming to support, they will most likely not enter this area.
And at this moment, a golden light flashed through the endless darkness!
This light crossed the "night sky" like a meteor, and rushed into this absolute domain with a powerful attitude!
——Totally unreasonable!
A misty sound spread here, and everyone could hear it, but everyone could not tell where the sound came from.
"Xiaoman, I will lend you a sword for you."
After the sound, the golden light rushed straight towards Gu Xiaoman's chest [Shousheng Slow].
In a moment, a golden rune appeared above the extremely simple wooden sword.
This rune is located in the center of the sword body, which is a simple word [Sword].
As a member of the back mountain, Lu Xun knew very well that his husband had learned a lot and had a lot of knowledge about things, but he really couldn't use a sword.
This is something that the teacher admitted in person.
It is hard to imagine that the teacher, Yan Li, who is the best sword cultivator in the world, will not be able to use a sword.
Of course, Mr. Husband is different from ordinary people, and it is hard to say what he means, what "no" means.
Just like the "knowing little by little" in some people, they are actually "knowing billions of little by little"...
But the so-called borrowing of swords this time, to be precise, really just borrowed the word "Sword".
Yes, this is a [word].
There is no sword-related aura on the word "Sword". As a person with "Sword Movement", Lu Xun is not a serious natural sword fetus at present, but he can confirm this.
This is just one word.
But after the word "Sword" appeared on "Shengsheng Slow", this wooden sword that was extremely simple gave people the feeling that it had undergone earth-shaking changes!
To put it simply, the phantom in the sky is a different person than everyone else.
Fortunately, there was also a different person on the Tianchen Continent.
The second senior sister raised her right hand and gently patted the wooden sword [Songshengshou].
The [Songsheng Slow] carrying golden characters flew out.
Its target is not the second sacrifice, but the phantom in the air!
A puppet with a thread is not worthy of getting the gentleman interested.
But this coming phantom is different.
When the wooden sword slashed into the sky, the golden word "Sword" broke and turned into a golden light surrounding the sword body.
The tip of the sword suddenly stabbed into the sky, directly piercing everything through!
The shadow dissipates and the darkness is torn apart.
The warm sunshine shone in again.
It seems to be announcing to the outside world: This is Tianchen's home court.
...
Chapter completed!
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